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Put That Shit On
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Yung Booke, Bighead & Gunna
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Told her to put that sh*t on Told her to put that sh*t on (Ayy, Manzo, we got a hit, boy) Young Gunna, Young Gunna the one (Ooh, Bi-Bighead on the beat) Dark-a** shades, haters can't see my face Secure my vibe, hater get out my space Foreign my car, hold on, foreign my b*t*h, okay Big-ol' guns, hitters on deck, don't play Just checking my funds, [?] Heart frozen, you can tell I'm a product of the motherf**king slums Strap in my palms, gorilla in the streets, yeah, [?] Comme des Garçons with the Rick Owens on me, show 'em how to put this sh*t on I'ma show 'em how put this sh*t on Fashion show at Louis Vuitton I put Dior on my Jordan 1's I put the Rolls Royce droptop down Got a nice breeze and I feel the sun Biscotti weed coming out my lungs Get a lot of G's, I can spend 'em for fun She never seen, now I'm one over one Young Gunna, Young Gunna the one He talking real tough like he never been stung I hope that lil' boy know I come with a gun Slimy and shady, don't back down for none I count up it daily, unlimited funds {?} the money gon' come I still got a habit, they thought I was done Dark-a** shades, haters can't see my face Secure my vibe, hater get out my space Foreign my car, hold on, foreign my b*t*h, okay Big-ol' guns, hitters on deck, don't play Just checking my funds, [?] Heart frozen, you can tell I'm a product of the motherf**king slums Strap in my palms, gorilla in the streets, yeah, [?] Comme des Garçons with the Rick Owens on me, show 'em how to put this sh*t on Dark-a** shades I'ma show 'em how to put this sh*t on Big rackades I'ma show 'em how to put this sh*t on Jumped right off the ship now I'm warm Amiri my britches, I dior my kicks, I'ma show 'em how to put this sh*t on My b*t*h can't wear [?] Need a six [?] to perform My lil' college freak like f**king in her dorm When I [?] put the gang on a charm With Gunna and I got a gun Put that sh*t on, I do that for fun, been doing it since I was young I'm shining on time Wipe that boy nose, when he know I was slime dripper, can't f**k with your kind My diamonds, they blind That's why I gotta rock... Dark-a** shades, haters can't see my face Secure my vibe, hater get out my space Foreign my car, hold on, foreign my b*t*h, okay Big-ol' guns, hitters on deck, don't play Just checking my funds, [?] Heart frozen, you can tell I'm a product of the motherf**king slums Comme des Garçons with the Rick Owens on me, show 'em how to put this sh*t on
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